Not Mauku

I don't like it

Dimas was silent for a moment, and furrowed his forehead, "Next night to home, coincidentally, Aldo will be there too, we screw it up later ok,? I went home first," Dimas hurried to leave the place, before returning to Dimas to pick up a briefcase in his private room.

Now Dimas was on his bike, after wearing a helmet, Dimas drove his bike, at moderate speed, not too long on the road Dimas got home, after storing the bike in the garage, he said, Then enter the house through the kitchen door, and there Naya is waiting.

"Assalamu'alaikum.., honey,?" Naya's nyamperin dimas peed at Naya's forehead.

"Wa'alaikum salam," Naya kissed Dimas's arm, "Would you eat first what to take a bath, then,? have you prayed yet,?" Naya looked at Dimas's face.

"Yet, can't you just eat that hungry, then,?" Dimas glanced at the clock and rubbed his rumbling stomach from earlier.

"OK lah," Naya took a plate in the contents of some of Dimas's favorite menu, before giving a glass of water.

Dimas glanced at Bi Taty who turned his back, then Dimas touched Naya's chin to face him, Dimas cup landed his kiss on Naya's lips made Naya's eyes wide, "What the hell,?" while glancing at bi Taty who was still turning her back.

Dimas just grinned, "That kangen,? besides bi Taty did not see us," with his hands still in the original position, Dimas stared softly, cup.., again very warm and soft.

Naya tried to refuse because she was embarrassed if she was found out bi Taty, "Bismillah yuk eat,?" Naya turns to food, Naya begins to feed Dimas, with great voracity.

"It looks like eating delicious food, huh the afternoon gini,?" said Dimas in between his meals.

"Kanya, but there is no material at home," said Naya, "I order it, fruit for the dish, let it be delivered here later.?"

"All right, mother, I know to eat later, said Dimas while opening his mouth.

Naya orders the young fruit through her phone, "What else does not eat it.?"

"So, enough, I'm gonna take a shower first, and then it's a prayer, you know,?" pinta Dimas, with a hopeful look.

"I want to wash the dishes first," said Naya but bi Taty heard directly approaching.

"Let Aunty aja Bu nyuci, I'm with you, "bi Taty took the former to eat her master.

"Em.., thank you Bi, huh,? oya soon there will be someone who will take the young, please take it and this is the money, please, please, please,?" Naya gave money to pay for her order.

Bi Taty took the money, "Okay Ma'am, what will the fruit make.?"

Naya glanced at Dimas who was already standing up, took his bag and motorbike key from the table, "Make rujak, sambal bean, please ya Bi later in between to the top only.?"

"Oh, okay, Mom,? aunty's gonna drop off when she's ready" bi Taty nodded.

Naya walks along with Dimas though not as fast as Dimas, they climb the stairs, Naya is right in front of Dimas, after Dimas opened the door for Naya, Dimas door closed tightly, Dimas closed, Laying his things on the table, Naya immediately prepared a shirt for Dimas, and Dimas sat on the edge of the bed, unbuttoning his white shirt, which Naya helped him.

"Which, looks like I'm gonna be redeployed out of the area, baby come along, huh,?" said Dimas while opening his shirt and shirt.

Naya paused for a moment, "If I don't want to, what,?" Naya stared fixedly.

"Darling to come along, my own time there,? can't stand that,?" I said, "It's not long, it's only been two weeks."

Naya doesn't want to say, "Had taken a shower, was there,? the afternoon rush,?" naya orders, Dimas obeys the wife, he walks with a towel, suddenly Naya has a prank mind, when Dimas crosses her finger Naya pulls the towel Dimas makes the towel open, and the towel open, showing the scenery that made Naya laugh amusedly, Dimas instead of putting the towel back and hugged Naya who laughed amusedly seeing her husband only wearing the interior.

"Darling what a fad, anyway,? look out, baby, you have to take responsibility, right,?" Dimas boiled Naya's body on the bed and seasoned it.

Dimas was about to open his junior cover, making Naya let out a small scream, "Don't honey, I beg you,? shower there,? what time is it.?"

Dimas grinned and continued his action, then grabbed his towel and wrapped around his waist, making Naya feel relieved, almost hit by her husband, Dimas put his feet into the bathroom and clean behind the door.

Naya tidied up her disheveled clothes, "Finally, not so in my husband's watch, huhu," took a deep breath, then tidied up the bed, after which Naya walked to the balcony, "It's hot weather, huh,?" Naya sat on the balcony chair.

Dimas soon came out of the bathroom, his eyes looking for his wife's whereabouts were not visible in the first place, and Dimas turned to look at the balcony the door was open and Naya was sitting on a chair, after wearing the clothes neatly, wear a sarong for prayer.

Naya daydreams while listening to her favorite songs, she thinks follow ya,? it feels like if there are no friends if Dimas is working, but if he does not follow his husband, before marriage ever Dimas said, if you do not follow him, if I have a task where Mother must follow whatever her condition, Naya sighed and exhaled violently.

"What's daydreaming, then,?" Dimas approached the dumbstruck Naya.

Naya glanced, "No, no more music," said Naya, Dimas sitting next to Naya, the weather was suddenly hot shady, Naya leaned her head on the shoulder Dimas, Naya said, and Dimas wrapped his arms around his wife's waist.

"Doctor Aldo is coming in the afternoon, sleepy, bobo noon yuk,?" take Dimas while peeping the wife's forehead.

"No need ah, dear to yourself" said Naya.

"That company, is it,?" Dimas said, "Promise me, bobo doang, okay,?" said Dimas squeezing Naya's fingers.

"Lied ah,?" continued Naya with a smile, Dimas moved and grabbed the wife's body in his carrier like carrying a sack, making Naya wriggle for release, hitting Dimas' back to lower it, but Dimas did not care, he said, Naya then he put down when he was on the bed, Maked put the body of the wife and then in her after lying down.

"Oh, it hurts..," Naya held onto the stomach, her teeth tightened with the pain, making Dimas panic and wake up.

"Darling why hem..,?" Dimas felt the ones Naya held.

Naya's face was pale, "That pain, huh,? sick."

"Why pain,?" Dimas is getting anxious.

"But a lie,?" Naya slightly laughed faintly.

Dimas stared expressionlessly, "Darling.., don't joke, not funny,? I don't like it,! I don't like this kind of thing, do I,? because I know honey sometimes likes to get sick in the stomach area when it comes to the moon, don't joke that,?" Dimas leaned against the shoulder of the bed by folding his hands.

Naya fell silent, her face looked a little pale withstanding the pain, "really sick but.., not really, maybe hit your shoulder," Naya turned her back on Dimas, closing her eyes as much as possible to endure the pain.

Dimas laid his body again hugging Naya from behind, stroking Naya's stomach, his chin was stuck on Naya's shoulder, "I'm sorry, dear,? I don't mean to be sick, hik hik, '" in a raucous voice he seemed to cry.

Naya changed her position to her back, turned to Dimas' face, with a bitter smile to endure the pain and said, "Honey why, why,? I'm the one who's sick, are you the one who's crying anyway.? not funny.?"

Dimas even buried his face hidden in Naya's chest, "I don't want to be sick, do I,?" said Dimas while hik.hik.nangis, making Naya so moved.

"I didn't go to the napkin who was healthy for a while, too,?" Naya stroked Dimas' hair on his chest, briefly Dimas looked up at his wet cheeks with tears, "I'm sorry who.?"

Naya nodded softly, "Udah ah, don't cry, ugly you know not,?" naya said as she rubbed her husband's cheek, then Dimas buried his face again in Naya's chest again, his hands slightly massaged the stomach slowly Naya, to make Naya closed.

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